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Father, Father

from Comedy of the Filthbeast by Lt Headtrip

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I left you somethin’ classy in the bathtub. Guess when she asked for the back rub she missed the brass knucks. Bare-ass using bear traps for hand cuffs and she's bound to rip her ass plug out if she stands up. Pop, I got the black lung from huffin’ all these ashes of rappers I sold a dub smothered in gas to. That's a fat blunt of fire, baby. Get lit. Act up. (What is this, cat nip?) Fuck, I thought you were mad drunk. I'm sipping Dracula's blood spittin’ back in the cup and passin’ it up after having too much. The captain of crunch, buryin’ halfwits in mud and takin’ snap shots to sell to last of the fuzz that pays cash for this stuff. Calamity's half brother, blastin’ nuts on the damage with a crash dummy's life-span. I’m holdin’ the planet for ransom. Fuck the demands, Imma throw another tantrum and some. I want snacks, bitch! There’s bagels in the cabinet in the pantry with the snatch lips. Imma chill in here and write the third draft of your epitaph with a rancid slab of ham on a canvas made of back skin. (Here you go.) Thanks Bambie but I didn't ask for the napkins. Dancin’ to Johnny Cash in hand-me-down pajamas with Danzig and Samurai Banana gettin’ blasted. Black out for the cameras, kids. The fans love our antics, but if Glenn starts actin batshit, we’re puttin’ him back in his casket.
 
Father father, I’ve been seeking. I’ve been monitored and I’ve been reaching. I’ve been sought after while I was sleeping. Stop peeking.

Father father, I’ve been seeking. I’ve been monitored and I’ve been reaching. I’ve been sought after while I was sleeping. So I chill with the kin of the grim reaper. Eat me.



The word bank stake out scout, turd slangin’, fang-mouthed, out-and-about lookin’ for taint to chow down in a damp dank alley kind of a louse. The grimiest grouch. When in doubt, roam around the Vatican actin’ aroused. I’m satanic enough in my bowels to make my whole catholic family proud. Call an ambulance. You’re gonna need one after this. The annelid’s still ravenous. That might explain the sacrilege. My safe word comes with an asterisk. Adolescent soccer practice makes perverts violate their parole restrictions after being granted freedom quietly based on hope and blind compassion and a shortage of accommodations. Oh yeah, Mother Nature says get the fuck off her spaceship. Often hated and misunderstood as much the Islamic Nation. As misinterpreted as the Bible and the Koran's pages. As honest as a police officers racist obligations solemnly stated. Our population’s heresy is in its awkward stages. 



Father, father, I’ve been a patient, and I’ve been monitored since I was taken. I’ve been haunted by your indistinct faces ever since I’ve been off my medication. 

Father, father, I’ve been a patient. And I’ve been monitored since I was taken. I’ve been haunted by your indistinct faces ever since I’ve been off my medication. I’ve seen you before but I can’t place it.



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from Comedy of the Filthbeast, released June 27, 2017
Produced by Headtrip
Additional vocals performed by Raisi

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